Less than 40 days

Just under 40 days until we fly out of here, we're ready, no one will be late for that flight. Not like I'm counting, I don't need to, I have five different calendars to keep track of it for me. My daughter's softball schedule, my son's baseball schedule, my class schedule (yes the next math class has started), a wall calendar in my room and a calendar at my desk at the office. I have a feeling these last days here will be slow going.

It's been a while since the last posting, I've been struggling with what to write about. I think we've been here long enough that we are numb to the environment, nothing seems new, nothing seems to warrant bringing out the camera for pictures. It's been a couple weeks since I've taken a picture of anything. I searched through the picture archives and came up with some I thought you might enjoy.

Another chance to see me in those great AF PT shorts. I think they make my legs look longer. Please no comments on the legs. This is our TV room, where we gather for training sessions.

I just realized we weren't getting together to watch a movie, instead it was a tape of the boss from Bagram's commanders call. So, it was a fun filled 40 minutes of motivational talk.

Yes, I did stay to see and hear it all, I just moved to the camp chair in the right of the picture. Don't you recognize that leg?

If anyone gets out of hand it's only a short walk across the parking lot from our office to the detention center. They usually have rooms available. We have been learning a few things from the Afghanis as well.

Like, how to jump start a vehicle if you don't have jumper cables. Any piece of wire will do, you just have to have someone brave enough to hold the wire to the battery terminals.

Make that two brave souls, this is the guy on the other end of the wires. They also showed us how to accomplish this feat when wires are not available. We've seen them do the same thing with a U-channel fence post, didn't get a picture of that one.

This is Kitty, she is one of the working dogs on camp. She came to visit us and play with our nerf football. She had a good time. It was time to go so I was trying to hide the football behind my back, she was not fooled by that trick.
She wasn't going to leave without that football.

Oh, and whoever the anonymous commentor is, that left the "go C---" comment on my last posting, at least have enough courage to own up to the comment, so I can block you from making any further comments. :) To help those of you who are not baseball fans fill in the blanks, it's that "so-so" baseball team from Chicago that ryhmes with scrubs.